The summer rain
It is in the hottest month of April, The hot sun is disappearing slowly, Suddenly the sky is covered by clouds,
Mother is rushing towards the upstairs,
Tasty sago fryums are drying there, The south -west monsoon wind blows swiftly, Hot summer thunder is roaring loudly, Bright lightning is plucking the eyes, The cattle are running towards the sheds , Birds are taking asylum at the trees, A dust storm is circling the narrow streets, The nearby transformer bursts noisily, The entire domain is in dense darkness, No wonder,it's the sign of summer rain.
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